(Skylar’s POV)
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I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my eyes focused on the narrow, winding road ahead leading to where Layla might be held hostage. Beside me sat my closest friend and brother-in-law, Liam, who brilliantly planted a tracker in Scarlett’s handbag when they met a day ago.
“Turn left, now” I was following his lead while my brother Sean and Emily trailed us in the car behind us. The drive to the luxurious cabin deep in the woods had been tense, the silence thick with anticipation. My stomach was already growling out of hunger.
“Kidnapping his own ex-wife? The man’s lost it. I should have beat him up when I had the chance!” Liam muttered and shook his head as he pointed in the next direction.
I nodded grimly, the pit of guilt in my stomach growing along with
